Stony and grey is the whore And long are the days in the morgue Where God is a wall Where God is a wall to look upon Legions and hordes The seas have been torn And buildings remain where they fall And I solemnly walk Through legions and hordes A dark mass of infidel Long is the howl at the end A cry from the tail echoing And fools reverberate And fools reverberate and carry on... What have they done to themselves? Look what they've done to themselves. If you don't learn to leave this thing alone You'll never get to see the sun again You won't come out on top The seed is sown
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